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I live
without form
just to be me
some can't
accept me
as just myself
I add
poetry
and cook till done
SunKu
In tune
with nature
our creator
I eat
natural
live for me
unless
Almighty
vomits me out
Since the tender age of sixteen years
you've journeyed from your home.
Risking defamation , often jeers
as through the world you'd roam.
The fires of your own belief
blazed fiercely from your eyes.
The core of your message always brief
"Don't listen to the king of lies".
So many others preached like you
but they wound up with feet of clay.
Their false faith was seen through
and their integrity soon went away.
Spring before Summer
and Autumn before Winter
Seasonal Splendour
Letter To Jesus
Suffer little children come unto Me, You said,
But I look around and see little children suffering instead;
Where are You, Jesus when these innocent ones
Are being ripped apart by the screaming guns
Of the warrior screaming out Your name as he raves?
Is that You weeping silently beside their graves?
I became aware
There in the evening of my time
I looked at things past
I had to smile no chaos
I watched for many years
There the world turned
It was kind to my ways
Quiet thoughtful days.
Now as night comes
It seeks to bend my time
I resist saying I am fine
These days are the best.
I watched as stars shone
They have always stayed for me
Twinkling in the night
The sun shone during the day
Feelings
Felt anew
Born of the wind
Trusting
Touch inside
Time no obstacle
Drifting
Love tasted
Forever joined..
As always Sparrow in Spring..
Sweet corn
chicken soup
served steamy hot
Aroma
of corpses
in each spoonful
Goose bumps
of guilt made
me chicken out
Blue skies
dark as night
jazz on my mind
can’t shake
disconnected
lingers inside
no gift
to sing jazz
I write the blues
Grandkids
my heart string
home for Christmas
no water
a week in
at the hotel
Grandkids
hung out
with grandma